Song Yun stayed to take care of Su Yi, while Mu Zhuohua followed Hong Xiao and the other two to the backyard. After finding a room, he treated the three of them one by one. Most of these women were around 23 or 24 years old. They were graceful and charming, with heavy makeup on their faces. They would sell their smiles at the door every day, but they could only wash off their makeup when no one was around. They secretly shed tears at their tired and old faces in the bronze mirror. They were covered with scars under their skin and felt sorry
for themselves because of their illness. Who would care for them? Mu Zhuohua wrote prescriptions for them with mixed feelings. Because of her mother Gu Yixiao's background, she felt more pity for these women of the world, and had no disgust. Seeing their pitiful side today, she felt even more sorry.
The three listened to Mu Zhuohua's diagnosis, took the prescription, and were full of gratitude. Lu Yuan's clothes were more exquisite than others. It was obvious that she was of a higher status and generous. She took out two ingots of silver and gave them to Mu Zhuohua, a total of 40 taels.
"This... is too much." Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment and wanted to push it back, but was stopped by Luyuan.
"Doctor Mu, don't push it. You saved Song Yun and Su Yi and treated us in the middle of the night. We are already grateful. This silver is what you deserve." Luyuan paused and a hint of pleading appeared in her eyes, "I... have another request."
"Just say it."
"There are many elderly sisters living in the back yard. Most of them are suffering from stubborn diseases, which are women's diseases. Doctors outside are unwilling to treat them. Can you... also see them?"
Mu Zhuohua met the pleading eyes of the three people. How could he say no?
"Okay, you lead the way."
Xiaoqin Palace covers a vast area, with several courtyards connected. Luyuan and Lansheng were called by their mother, and Hongxiao led Mu Zhuohua to treat several women. Most of these unsuccessful prostitutes lived in remote courtyards, with several rooms in each courtyard. Some were shared by one person, while others were shared by several people. The rooms were so simple that they were like firewood sheds and could barely block out the wind and rain. If it weren't for Hong Xiao leading the way, how would Mu Zhuohua know that behind the extravagant and decadent Xiao Qin Palace there was such a damp and desolate corner.
After Mu Zhuohua looked at several women, a little girl came running to Hong Xiao with an anxious look on her face. Hong Xiao nodded and said to Mu Zhuohua, "I'm sorry to trouble you tonight. I have something urgent to do, so I won't take you there. Just keep walking along this road. When you see a small door with a copper lock, you will see Huaxiang."
Mu Zhuohua nodded and said, "Go and deal with your urgent matters. I'll leave by myself."
Hong Xiao followed the little girl and ran a few steps anxiously. Then she stopped and looked back at Mu Zhuohua and said solemnly, "Doctor Mu, we are all prostitutes. We don't have any skills, but... but if you encounter any problems in the future, just ask and we will definitely help you."
Mu Zhuohua was slightly absent-minded, and then smiled back.
"Okay," she said.
Mu Zhuohua walked in the direction Hong Xiao pointed to, and walked to a remote courtyard, and indeed saw a small door with a copper lock. Mu Zhuohua was about to walk over to open the door when he suddenly heard a heavy object falling to the ground from the room next to him, along with a suppressed groan and moan.
Mu Zhuohua paused, looked at the dark room, hesitated and walked to the door, and knocked gently.
"Is anyone in there?"
The door was not locked, and a crack opened when Mu Zhuohua knocked. The rain had stopped, and the clear moonlight illuminated a corner of the room. Mu Zhuohua vaguely saw a trembling figure on the ground, and was startled, and pushed the door open and went in.
"Are you hurt?" Mu Zhuohua walked quickly to the man and squatted down to check the other's injuries. As
soon as Mu Zhuohua stretched out his hand, it was grabbed by the other party.
The other's palm was broad and powerful. Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Are you a man?"
The man groaned and did not answer.
Mu Zhuohua's wrist was tightly grasped by the other party, and he could clearly feel that the other party's body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people.
"You have a fever, I'm a doctor, I'll treat you." Mu Zhuohua gently comforted the other party.
The man's breathing was heavy and disordered, as if he was enduring great pain. He weakly let go of Mu Zhuohua's hand. Mu Zhuohua hugged the man's arm and helped him to the bed with difficulty.
"Do you have a candle in your room?" Mu Zhuohua asked.
The man closed his eyes and trembled without answering.
Mu Zhuohua had to go back to the table and fumble around, and found an oil lamp to light it. In the dim light, Mu Zhuohua looked around and found that this room was even more simple than the previous ones. It didn't look like it was used to live in. It was more like a punishment.
Mu Zhuohua returned to the bed with the oil lamp and checked the face of the injured person by the light.
It was not surprising that there were men in Xiao Qin Palace. There were not only men but also women who came to Xiao Qin Palace to buy smiles. Even if they were men, they didn't necessarily only patronize prostitutes and girls, but also those who liked men. It was just that the man on the bed was really ordinary, and he couldn't be found in the crowd. He looked to be about 26 or 27 years old. In a brothel, he was considered an old man. At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly, his thick and long eyelashes trembled, his temples were wet with sweat, and his breath was disordered.
Mu Zhuohua sighed in his heart - this is also an old and ugly male prostitute. It seems that he is living a worse life than Song Yun and the others.
Yes, although Xiao Qin Gong is in the flesh trade, no matter whether it is men or women, he loves mostly young and tender boys and girls in their teens. After the age of 20, it is past the flowering period.
Mu Zhuohua's cool fingers pressed the man's pulse, and the man's body froze instantly.
"You..." Mu Zhuohua frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then looked at the man with pity, "Your blood is surging, it seems that you have been hit by aphrodisiacs. There are many stagnations in the meridians, which are the root causes of old injuries... Xiao Qin Gong's mother is too inhuman, old and ugly, so seriously injured, and still use drugs to force you to receive customers?"
After hearing this, the man opened his eyes immediately, and locked his deep eyes with Mu Zhuohua, with a trace of inexplicable emotions. Mu Zhuohua looked into the man's eyes and suddenly lost consciousness for a moment, because those eyes were too bright, and even his ordinary facial features looked a bit more beautiful. No wonder he could do this.
"You...you..." Mu Zhuohua stuttered, and accidentally bit the tip of his tongue. He woke up in pain and coughed awkwardly. "Don't worry, it's just an aphrodisiac. I can cure it."
Mu Zhuohua took out the golden needle and quickly pierced the man's hand with a few needles. He then took out a sachet from the medicine box and placed it between the man's mouth and nose. "Smell this, it can relieve the heat in your body."
The man grabbed the sachet with one hand and took a deep breath. The clear medicinal fragrance immediately dispelled some of the heat, and the pain in his body was also reduced a lot under the effect of the golden needle. He looked up at Mu Zhuohua, and his vigilance was also reduced a little.
Mu Zhuohua found the medicine bottle, took out a pill and asked the man to take it.
"This medicine is for blood circulation and bone strengthening. Your spine is blocked. You must have been seriously injured a few years ago. It will be painful when it rains. This disease is not easy to cure, but can only be alleviated."
The man stared at Mu Zhuohua for a long time, then slowly put the pill into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Turn over, take off your coat, lie on the bed, and I will help you with the acupuncture."
The man looked at Mu Zhuohua hesitantly. Perhaps Mu Zhuohua's eyebrows were too honest and sincere, so he finally chose to believe it and slowly took off his coat.
The man's fingers trembled slightly because of the pain, and he took off his clothes slowly. The moonlight spread in from the door and quietly climbed up his collarbone, chest, waist and abdomen. The man's body was without a trace of fat, and the muscles of his waist, abdomen and chest just outlined a sexy curve. His skin was just a little paler than that of ordinary people, but at this time, under the effect of the medicine, it was tinged with an ambiguous pink.
Mu Zhuohua's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated a few points, and she looked away embarrassedly - this was the first time she saw a man's body. Although it is said that doctors should have a parental heart and no distractions, this man's body was too beautiful, especially the way he took off his clothes so slowly, as if... as if I was forcing him to do something bad.
Fortunately, the man took off his clothes in a while and lay on the bed, and Mu Zhuohua's embarrassment could not be seen.
Mu Zhuohua took a deep breath, carefully held the needle, and found the acupuncture point to insert the needle. The soreness at the needle point made the man groan.
"Did it hurt you?" Mu Zhuohua paused, "I'll be gentle."
The man: "..."
After Mu Zhuohua finished the acupuncture, he took out the wormwood and burned it for him. Waves of heat spread into the meridians and bones, and the man's breathing gradually slowed down.
It started to rain outside the window at some point. Mu Zhuohua walked over to close the doors and windows, found a quilt in the closet, and moved it to the bed to cover the man.
"You can start the acupuncture in one stick of incense." Mu Zhuohua wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The man lay on the bed, turned his head, and looked at Mu Zhuohua quietly.
Mu Zhuohua took out a piece of paper from the medicine box, knelt on the ground, and wrote the prescription carefully in the light of the oil lamp. She combed her hair like a man, but it couldn't hide her gender at all. Instead, the makeup on her face concealed the beauty of a woman. She looked like an ordinary pretty girl, with a small face, small hands, but a big courage.
Mu Zhuohua wrote the prescription and blew on the ink.
"You should take this prescription for half a month, and it should be effective." Mu Zhuohua put the prescription on the bedside, estimated the time, and started the acupuncture for the man.
When the last needle was pulled out, the man let out a very light groan from his throat.
"The needle hole will be a little sore, but that's normal. It will be fine tomorrow. Keep warm and wear more clothes." Mu Zhuohua said as he packed the medicine box.
The man put on his clothes, picked up the prescription on the bedside, gently stroked the paper, and looked at Mu Zhuohua's back with a complicated expression.
Mu Zhuohua picked up the medicine box and walked to the door, then paused, turned around, and met the man's inquiring gaze.
"If you have any problems with your body, you can come to Huaxiang to find me. Song Yun knows where I live."
"My name is Mu Zhuohua, Zhuohua, which means brilliant and beautiful."
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